My One Mistake

Wondering what to do with my hair When I should have been With you, out there Watching you fall Onto the floor Holding your hand saying "Hold on a bit more" Closing your eyes As they took you away Watching your condition Sway and sway Hoping you're alive Though all signs point to no Hoping you didn't Already go But I should've stood with you And took a shot Instead I stayed in Keeping the door Locked

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